"Shixiang, do you feel like something's not quite right now?"
Nangong Yan suddenly hugged her arms and asked Jin Shixiang, who was driving.
"Are you referring to Young Master Jian? Did you suddenly realize something?" Jin Shixiang immediately countered.
"No! I just have an inexplicable feeling of unease, my heart keeps fluttering and my eyelids keep twitching..."
Nangong Yan rubbed her eyes, increasingly anxious in her heart.
She had never been so on edge as she was now; her sixth sense was making her restless.
"Don't overthink it. If you're tired, take a break. You're making me paranoid too..."
Jin Shixiang said while continuing to drive despite his nerves.
The rain was pouring down heavily, and the vehicles on the road were getting fewer. The reflection of the headlights on the misty streetlights certainly gave an indescribable chill.
